Ryan’s Place

Ok, so now I’ve been thinking back on my starbucks addiction for the past week, and I’ve had the following realization come to mind.

Holy shit, I need to bring my mug more.

I mean I’ve gone from this whole, anti-landfill-filling-paper-cup-person to this maggot who keeps leaving his cups strewn across the planet. It’s starting to make me sick. I do have plenty of perfectly good mugs at home, but I never use them because I never think far enough ahead to get coffee….

That’s a lie too, since I look forward to getting my coffee on the way to class, so you know, to hell with it, I’m bringing my mug again to class.

Now I don’t know why I wrote this blog.

Ok, so this is now being written at noon the next day.

So, my feet hurt and for those of you wondering where I was last night at the event, I was in the back making dinner, and I was quite pleased that everyone enjoyed dinner. It was fun, I had a good time, and I hoped everyone had a good time.

The kats would also like to say hi at this point in time.

Edit:  I would like to point out that at this point in the story, they got me to change the story that I had into a new one.  And as such, you have the awkwardly ending blog.

Well, the awkward ending part is my fault, but that’s not the point.